Being Called "Baby" By Strangers Pisses Me Off.

So yesterday morning I woke up at SF's apartment around 11 and had to make a quick run to CVS down the block. I was already aware of the usual throng of Mexicans that usually linger outside the Home Depot right across the street from CVS looking for work (I'm half Spanish so stop clenching your eyebrows, you'll get wrinkles). I was in a jean jacket and creamy orange denim shorts, which were not all that short, but I don't wear them often anyway. I think it was the tacky tangerine flip-flops (not mine) I slipped on since I was not in the mood to sit on the kitchen floor for 10 minutes lacing up my vintage black boots. I neared them with inner caution, just wanting to get passed them as quickly as possible so they could stop staring at me, which they were without shame. Hate that. Strike one came from a younger guy sitting on the curb saying, "Hey lady. Bye," as I sped passed. Ugh. Two seconds later a guy walked passed and said, "Hey, baby." Dude, really? I look fifteen for Christ sake. I should've allowed SF to come with since he offered but I was too quick out the door. Definitely regretted that decision.

After grabbing what I went there for, I walked around the back to avoid passing their wandering eyes again. I would enjoy being a girl more if I could wear my shorts in peace. Am I right? Is common courtesy really that difficult?